Wizard: I Can Extract Everything

"Patrick?"

Heath was stunned for a moment, and then quickly thought of something.

He wondered, "Winston?"

During this period of time, it can be considered that he had a conflict with him, and he had the right to transfer him to the front line. After thinking about it, only the colossus of the Patrick family was the only one.

Karen didn't continue to talk, but said apologetically: "I didn't mean to make trouble with Your Excellency, but... eh, I hope Your Excellency will understand."

Heath nodded: "I see."

After all, this is a world dominated by wizards. In the absence of endorsement, human commanders like Karen have little actual authority.

Probably feeling a little unhappy, Karen thought for a while, and then helped to guess: "Among all the outposts, the Valley of the Dead is a relatively safe place. I think that since they chose to let you go here, the meaning should be just Regarding your beating, there may be room for things to turn around, you might as well try to communicate with them?"

As Cullen had guessed, in the evening of the same day, Winston sent someone to visit Heath's residence, and stated very directly that if Heath did not want to go to the Valley of the Dead, they could cancel this mission at any time.

Of course, Heath insisted on his previous choice and refused again.

Admit cowardice?

It's impossible to think about this kind of thing. If you don't talk about the previous problem, you won't be solved. Besides, if you don't promise that others will give you some color, you will admit it and kneel. Wouldn't this only make people look down on yourself?

However, this matter still needs to be responded to, otherwise it will make people feel that they are easy to bully, and they will make a bunch of nonsense afterward.

Just how to do it...

After thinking about it for a while, Heath finally came up with a solution, which is—

invite to a meal.

After sending away the people sent by Winston, he immediately asked Martha and the others to prepare a dinner party, and invited almost all the generals in the fortress who could speak, and missed Winston alone.

Everyone is also very generous, and basically all the people who received Heathbait came.

The banquet was based on the theme of confectionery. Naturally, some guests at the meeting asked where Heath was going, and at this time, he took advantage of the situation and transferred himself to the Valley of the Dead.

A military staff officer is sent to the front line. It seems strange no matter how you look at it. As long as you check carefully, you can basically know the cause and effect of the incident.

Robert's army is the most taboo to use power for personal gain, especially this kind of insidious harm.

This is also a no-brainer method. You need to be hard on yourself. If you want others to really dare not come to provoke you, you still need to have enough strength to hold the initiative in your own hands.

This incident also gave Hiss a wake-up call.

This period of time is really a bit high-profile. He is not worthy of the current prestige with only wizard-level strength. It is better to keep a low profile.

On the second day after the banquet, Heath did not delay, and even boarded the carriage and went to the Valley of the Dead...

...

Winston Mansion before Heath left.

Winston's servant had just reported to Winston that Heath had held a banquet.

After listening to the servant's story,

Winston looked very surprised.

He seemed to be in disbelief: "You mean... this little wizard rejected me again, and even held a banquet to make it public that I attracted him?"

The servant said: "Although he didn't say it explicitly, he really meant it."

Winston's expression darkened.

He cursed in a low voice, "A self-righteous thing!"

The servant asked, "Then shall we..."

Winston shook his head: "There is no need to provoke Robert, this is the end of the matter."

After a pause, he snorted softly and said disdainfully, "A mere Muggle, who takes a little talent and luck and takes himself seriously. This kind of shameless and self-righteous thing is left to him. Not a big deal."

"Patrick's flag contains no waste!"

...

A few days later, in the northwest of the Blood Wasteland, in a forest.

"Da da da..."

The sound of horses' hooves echoed in the dense woods, and a train slowly passed through it.

This is a caravan with peculiar composition. There are more than 20 members, including humans, elves, and dwarves. They form an escort team and escort two carriages in the middle of the team.

In addition to Heath, the elven princess Irina I met at the banquet that day was also on the trip to the Valley of the Dead.

The elf princess played the role of the spiritual leader of the elf clan in the bloody battlefield. She would go around to condolences and condolences to the soldiers from all over the country to cheer them on.

Recently, the fortress in the Valley of the Dead has not been able to provide much support, so I asked the Elf Princess to go there to appease the emotions of the soldiers.

Heath just happened to be going there, so he naturally walked along the way, and at the same time reduced the security pressure on the Elf Princess. During the recent period, the fortress could not spare too many people to organize the escort for the Elf Princess.

In the carriage, Heath was quietly reading a book.

There were also Martha and the three of them in the same ride. As Heath's apprentices, they naturally followed Heath wherever they went.

At this time, Martha was constructing an ice-based summoning spell [Ice Elemental Guard] according to a magic book, but it was obviously to no avail. After chanting several spells, the spell could not be released.

Roval and Pete, who were beside her, were talking to her, drawing her attention.

"Concentrate, you have to concentrate and recite the spell!"

"I'm pretty focused, okay?"

"It's not a problem of concentration at all, it's a model, there's a problem with the model, have you checked it carefully?"

"Can I build it exactly like the book?"

Martha pursed her lips angrily.

At this moment, Heath next to him said without raising his head: "Change the Clewitt arrangement in the third ring to the Suwell arrangement and try again."

The three were stunned.

Martha closed her eyes suspiciously, entered the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, and changed the model according to Heath's words.

After a while, she opened her eyes, raised her hands, and chanted the spell again.

Unlike the previous situation where it came halfway and collapsed, with the chanting of the incantation, a large piece of ice element rolled around, and slowly gathered on the coffee table. After a while, a palm-sized ice creature formed. .

Martha's eyes widened: "Really!"

"How to do it."

"Sorcerer Heath, can you tell me the reason for this?"

Heath put down the book and explained casually: "The Klewitt arrangement has weaker flow of elements and is more suitable for apprentices with medium and low talents. Martha is a high talent, and the Klewitt arrangement will only be counterproductive to her. The fast Sowell arrangement fits right in."

The three suddenly realized.

"It's amazing... Just listening to the situation by the side will help you know it well..."

"Is this the wizard level..."

"I really hope that one day I can become a Heath wizard like this... No, I can be satisfied with one-tenth of the knowledge of a Heath wizard..."

The three looked at Heath with admiration.

Although there is no teacher or apprentice status with the three of them, Heath will occasionally answer some of the questions they encounter in magic practice, and Quan regards it as their reward for taking care of themselves.

At this moment, there was a banging sound of 'bangbangbang', followed by an honest voice: "Master Heath, Captain Aaron asked me to ask you, can we camp here today?"

Half of the top of the head appeared outside the window. This was Sam the dwarf, sitting on the back of a horse, he had tried to straighten up.

After learning that Heath was going to be transferred to the Valley of the Dead, Sam volunteered to join Heath's escort team. For Heath, he also felt that this honest and honest bearded man was very appetizing, so he agreed.

Heath looked up at the still bright sky outside.

He wondered: "It's still early to set up camp, isn't it?"

Sam said: "Captain Aaron said that further ahead is the burial ground. There may be resentful spirits there, and it is not suitable for camping at night. We will rest here for a night and leave early tomorrow and go straight through."

Heath said: "That's fine."

Professional matters are left to professional people.

The convoy stopped, and the guards camped and chopped firewood and quickly built a decent camp in the open space. The guards present basically had knight-level strength. Building a camp was a piece of cake.

"Alante, go and arrange a little Holy Spirit flower powder outside. Although there is no burial place here, just in case..."

"Kaido, have you finished picking the mushrooms..."

"Come and cut down a tree, or there won't be a place to rest."

In the center of the open space, a knight with brown hair in his thirties was instructing the guards to set up camp. This was Knight Aaron, the leader of this team, a senior knight.

"Captain Aaron!"

At this moment, Heath came over.

Knight Aaron hurriedly trotted to greet him and saluted, "Lord Heath, do you have any orders?"

It can be seen that his attitude is quite respectful.

Knight Aaron came from the dark sea of ​​trees, and his hometown happened to be near the Na'vi Kingdom. During the war in the past few years, he almost encountered an accident. The last family escaped into the Na'vi Kingdom and survived the disaster, so it is quite suitable for Shisna. of respect.

Heath smiled and said, "Can't you guess what I'm wearing?"

At this time, Heath was wearing a green leather armor, with a cross sword slung across his waist, just like a warrior.

Aaron Knight said: "Sir, do you want to practice swords?"

Heath nodded: "Are you free?"

After Robert's instructions that day, Heath seemed to be in a daze, and he found the direction of the knight's practice.

The effect of training after having a direction is very significant. These days, Heath clearly feels that his swordsmanship is improving by leaps and bounds.

He had a feeling that he shouldn't be too far from the "sword realm" that Robert said.

...

After resting in the woods overnight, the convoy continued on the road the next morning, and soon came to the burial place.

But here, the team ran into trouble...

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